Gou Zai Wudao Shi Lian Shen

As the Thunder King took a step forward, the entire Thunder Burial Valley sank with a deafening roar.

Boundless ghostly energy flowed into the sky, forming a gloomy thundercloud that covered dozens of miles of mountains and rivers.

The Thunder King stood beneath the thunderclouds, his charred royal robe billowing in the wind.

It slowly raised its arms, the dark red demonic heart within its chest pounding violently. With each heartbeat, a bolt of black lightning shot out from its body, spreading along the blood sacrifice array to all parts of Crimson Cloud Mountain.

"The dead who sleep beneath this land..."

"In my name, I shall return to the world!"

Boom!

Thousands of thunderbolts struck simultaneously.

That was not the fierce and blazing thunder of heaven and earth, but the burial thunder formed from death energy, resentment, and yin energy. The moment the lightning illuminated the mountains, no warmth could be felt in the world; instead, a bone-chilling coldness penetrated into the very core of all the dead things.

Beside the altar ruins, the corpse of a Golden Scale Guard, which had just been carried to the open ground, suddenly twitched.

The young martial artist standing nearby was slightly taken aback, thinking his companion was still breathing. He quickly bent down and reached out, saying, "Wait, he seems to still be alive!"

"Don't touch him!"

Zhang Zhen suddenly roared.

But it was too late.

A thin bolt of black lightning flashed from the corpse's eye socket, and the dead Golden Scale Guard suddenly opened his eyes. His eyes had long since lost their pupils, leaving only churning, pitch-black lightning.

He suddenly raised his hand, his five fingers crackling with lightning, and grabbed at the young martial artist's throat.

The young martial artist had no time to dodge.

At the critical moment, Gu Chenfeng stepped out from the side, his right hand wielding a long sword in a horizontal slash. The blade cleaved open the corpse's neck, and before the head even hit the ground, a large arc of black electricity erupted from the severed wound.

"Back off!"

Gu Chenfeng kicked the headless thunder corpse away.

The faces of the people around them had turned extremely ugly.

They all looked at the corpses scattered in the valley.

The next instant, pairs of charred hands tore through the pile of corpses.

Warriors killed by the Others and corpses drained of their life force by blood sacrifices all slowly rose from the Burial Lightning. Their shattered bodies were forcibly reconnected by black lightning, and crimson light flashed continuously in their empty eye sockets.

Outside the Temple of Martial Arts, the piled-up corpses of Others, ready to be burned, were also drawn by the Burial Thunder.

Hundreds of mangled ghost corpses devoured each other, their flesh and bones forcibly pieced together in the lightning, ultimately transforming into deformed lightning corpses several meters tall. With each step they took forward, large patches of charred marks were left on the ground.

In Crimson Cloud Mountain, the dead beasts also underwent changes.

A giant red-scaled deer, its life essence drained, lay among the withered trees. Black lightning struck its corpse, and its shriveled flesh quickly charred and fell away, revealing a massive skeleton shimmering with dark red lightning.

Its two antlers continued to grow, eventually transforming into more than ten thunderous spears.

Inside the chest cavity, a ball of burial thunder condensed into a heart. As the thunder heart beat, the charred skeleton was covered again with a layer of flesh and blood made of thunder plasma.

The Crimson-Scaled Giant Deer rose from the ground, raised its head, and let out a sharp neigh.

boom!

Dozens of black lightning spears shot out from between the deer's antlers, blasting a large area of ​​ancient trees in front of them to pieces.

In another valley, a dead Mountain-Splitting Bear was also enveloped by the Burial Lightning.

It had been torn into pieces by the Others, but now its shattered body was being pulled back together by the lightning. Bones pressed against each other, and flesh piled up layer upon layer, eventually transforming into a colossal beast five zhang tall with lightning spikes on its back.

The Mountain-Splitting Bear slammed its paws on the ground.

The earth suddenly cracked open, and a ring of black lightning spread along the ground. A dozen or so martial artists nearby who had no time to escape were struck by the lightning, and their internal energy instantly dissipated.

More and more of the dead monsters have come back to life.

The shattered wings of the crimson-gold wind and thunder eagle's corpse spread out, and its feathers transformed into black lightning blades. The earth fire rhinoceros rose again from the pool of blood, its single horn wrapped in dark lightning. Wherever it passed, rocks crumbled. Dozens of giant python corpses merged together, transforming into a hundred-zhang-long thunder bone serpent that snaked and crawled among the mountains.

These monsters are no longer true mythical beasts.

Their remnant souls were completely obliterated by the Heavenly Thunder, and their flesh, bones, and original essence were refined into shells to bear the Yin Thunder.

Thunder Beast!

The thunder corpses converged into a humanoid torrent.

The Thunder Beast trampled through the forest and charged into the ghost tide from both sides.

Countless otherworldly demons mingled between the two, turning around simultaneously under the will of the Thunder King. Unlike the previous two waves of demons, they no longer wandered aimlessly, but instead formed a rough formation and advanced towards various outposts on the outskirts of Crimson Cloud Mountain.

Boom!Boom!Boom!

The ghost heart in the chest of the Thunder King beat continuously.

With each heartbeat, the Burial Thunder within the Thunder Corpse and Thunder Beast would brighten a little more. Their steps gradually became synchronized, the heavy tremors forming a continuous chorus, as if the entire Crimson Cloud Mountain was moving along with them.

Inside the valley, the group stood on the ruins of the altar and looked out.

Deep within the crimson mist, countless scarlet eyes lit up one after another. At the forefront were hundreds of thunder corpses, behind which were thunder beasts as large as small mountains, with black arcs of electricity leaping back and forth between them, illuminating the dim forest with flickering light.

Bai Xiuwu gripped the black gold heavy sword tightly, his face devoid of any smile.

"This wave of ghosts is terrifying!"

Zhang Zhen stood at the edge of the altar ruins, his gaze passing over the army of thunder corpses and looking towards the enormous thunder beasts behind him.

"These are all the thunder corpses resurrected by the Thunder King."

"They are already dead, they don't get tired, and they can't feel pain."

Xiao Jinghong glanced at the corpse beside him, which had been awakened by the Yin Lightning, and his eyes gradually turned cold.

"Since they're already dead, let them die again."

Gu Chenfeng moved his injured left arm, wincing slightly in pain: "Be extremely careful. These corpses are filled with burial mines, and they could very well explode."

Zhang Zhen turned around and scanned the crowd.

"Follow me into battle! We must keep the ghost tide within Crimson Cloud Mountain and prevent them from breaking through!"

Once the army of Thunder Corpses breaks out of Crimson Cloud Mountain, ordinary people outside will have no chance against so many otherworldly ghosts. What's even more terrifying is that for every person who dies, the Thunder King's forces may gain another Thunder Corpse.

There was no time for anyone to hesitate.

Lu Chen raised the Jinyang Blade and charged towards the valley entrance first. Bai Xiuwu and Xiao Jinghong followed closely behind.

In a short while, the Thunder Corpse at the forefront suddenly raised its head, its empty eye sockets bursting with crimson light. The Burial Thunder exploded violently along its charred legs, and its previously stiff body instantly transformed into a black shadow.

"They're here!"

Lu Chen shouted loudly.

In the next instant, hundreds of thunder corpses accelerated simultaneously.

Black arcs of electricity left afterimages in their wake as the horde of corpses crashed towards the group like a burst dam. Even before they made contact, the overwhelming stench and chilling lightning made it difficult for many martial artists to breathe.

Lu Chen activated his Flying Dragon Technique, and his figure disappeared from the spot.

He charged headlong into the army of Thunder Corpses, his Ember Sun Blade slashing horizontally. The dark red blade grazed the neck of one of the Thunder Corpses, instantly severing its charred head.

However, the headless Lei Shi did not fall.

The black lightning core in its chest cavity flickered violently, and its two arms still reached out to embrace Lu Chen.

Lu Chen's eyes narrowed, and the Golden Crow Qi and Blood within his body surged and boiled.

A three-legged golden crow, about the size of a palm, flew out from his chest, trailing crimson flames, and crashed straight into the ruptured chest cavity of the thunder corpse.

Boo!

The golden crow shattered the black thunder heart with a single peck.

The Heavenly Burial Lightning that was about to erupt within Lei's corpse suddenly went out of control, transforming into countless black arcs of electricity that darted around wildly. The three-legged golden crow spread its wings and swallowed all the lightning energy into its belly.

The headless thunder corpse stiffened and collapsed to the ground with a thud.

The three-legged golden crow then flew back into Lu Chen's body.

Lu Chen's expression suddenly changed.

boom!

The Heavenly Thunder that had been devoured by the Golden Crow exploded instantly inside his body.

Countless black arcs of electricity surged along his meridians towards his limbs and bones, numbing flesh and causing his muscles and bones to tremble wherever they passed. Lu Chen felt as if hundreds of red-hot steel needles were piercing his entire body simultaneously, and even his internal organs were convulsing violently under the impact of the lightning.

"Lu Chen!"

Bai Xiuwu had just smashed a thunder corpse when he turned around and saw Lu Chen covered in black lightning.

His expression changed, and he immediately swung his sword to block several thunder corpses that pounced on him from the side: "Your body has been invaded by the Burial Thunder?"

Lu Chen did not answer.

He gritted his teeth and forcefully activated the Four Directions Demon-Subduing Golden Body, using the power of thunder to temper his golden body.

The pale golden light on Lu Chen's body surface vibrated continuously under the tempering of the lightning, sometimes cracking and sometimes reforming. With each experience, the golden glaze-like luster became more solidified.

A hint of surprise gradually appeared in Lu Chen's eyes.

The Burial Thunder is an extremely insidious and malevolent force that can extinguish life force and turn the dead into thunder corpses.

However, it is also a rare and precious medicine for tempering the body.

As the lightning energy within the corpse was completely refined and absorbed, tiny flashes of lightning actually appeared on Lu Chen's body.

His demon-subduing golden body began to continue its transformation.

Lu Chen raised his head and looked at the densely packed thunder corpses around him; his expression immediately changed.

To other martial artists, these Thunder Corpses were a group of fearless and self-destructive monsters.

But in his eyes, the thunder core within each thunder corpse was a resource for tempering the Demon-Subduing Golden Body!

Lu Chen's Flying Dragon Technique suddenly erupted, plunging into the even denser army of thunder corpses.

The three thunder corpses attacked simultaneously.

Lu Chen slightly shifted his body to the side, dodging the claws that were falling head-on. The Ember Sun Blade grazed the arm of the first Thunder Corpse, then suddenly turned and pierced its chest from under its ribs.

The White Tiger's Evil-Breaking Force was the first to cleave through the charred bones.

The blade tip pierced Lei's heart precisely, unleashing the Vermilion Bird's Burning Evil Force. A three-legged golden crow charged along the blade into Lei's corpse, devouring all the remaining Burial Thunder that had not yet spread.

Lu Chen drew his sword and retreated.

The second Thunder Corpse charged in from the side, its fist, crackling with black lightning, slamming into his shoulder.

boom!

A ripple of golden light spread across Lu Chen's body, and he only swayed slightly.

He thrust his blade into Lei Shi's chest with a backhand stroke, and with a sudden burst of strength in his right hand, the Jin Yang Blade ripped open Lei Shi's chest and Lei Xin together from below.

A second three-legged golden crow flew out.

Then came the third one.

The three bolts of Heavenly Burial Lightning were successively devoured by the Golden Crow and brought back into Lu Chen's body.

Lu Chen could clearly feel that his Demon-Subduing Golden Body was strengthening at an astonishing rate. The golden glaze covering his skin began to shimmer with lightning, gradually seeping into his muscles and spreading deeper into his bones.

The army of thunder corpses kept charging in.

Lu Chen continued forward.

With each strike of the Ember Sun Blade, a Thunder Heart shattered. The Golden Crow phantom weaved through the ghost tide, constantly devouring the Burial Heaven Thunder and bringing the Thunderous Fiend back into its body.

From a distance, Lu Chen was simultaneously enveloped in crimson flames and black lightning.

Blazing fire burns away evil, thunder tempers the body.

The two violent forces collided repeatedly, producing deafening roars. Wherever Lu Chen passed, one after another thunder corpses fell down, their Heavenly Burial Thunder within them not even having a chance to self-destruct before being devoured by the three-legged golden crow.

"madman."

Xiao Jinghong slashed back several thunder corpses with a single sword strike, and his eyes twitched as he watched Lu Chen actively devour the thunderous energy.

"He used the Heavenly Thunder that others would avoid at all costs to refine his body."

Bai Xiuwu shouldered the black gold heavy sword, his expression one of surprise.

Lu Chen was at the forefront, constantly wielding his sword.

With the Four Directions Subduing Demon Golden Body activated, Lu Chen was like a reef swimming upstream against the current.

The Blade of Ash Sun slashed down again and again.

With each flash of crimson-gold blade light, a thunder corpse was completely ignited. Lu Chen forcefully tore open a charred gash dozens of feet long amidst the dense horde of corpses.

Before everyone could catch their breath, the ground suddenly shook violently.

Boom!Boom!Boom!

Heavy footsteps came from behind the crimson mist.

The army of thunder corpses quickly parted to the sides, and a five-zhang-tall mountain-splitting thunder bear charged out from the horde. Its flesh and blood were charred, and dozens of black thunder spikes grew from its back. Every time its two paws landed, they would unleash a circle of violent thunder waves.

"Thunder Beast!"

Gu Chenfeng's expression changed drastically: "Scatter! Don't engage it head-on!"

Before he finished speaking, the Mountain-Splitting Thunder Bear had already rushed to the front of the battle.

It raised its enormous bear paw and slammed it down on the battle formation formed by the Golden Scale Guards. Several warriors tried to retreat, but were tightly entangled by the thunder corpses surging from all sides.

Luo Yun roared and met the bear's claws with both palms.

boom!

The two forces collided head-on.

The ground beneath Luo Yun's feet suddenly collapsed, and his legs instantly sank into the mud. His golden scale armor couldn't withstand the terrifying force; the remaining plates on his chest exploded one after another, and a trickle of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

"Lord Luo!"

Lu Chen's blood and qi suddenly erupted from his feet.

He leaped into the air, stepping on the shoulder of a thunder corpse, and the Ember Sun Blade drew a crimson-gold arc in mid-air before slamming heavily into the wrist of the Mountain-Splitting Thunder Bear.

clang!

It exploded with a sound like metal clashing.

The Thunder Beast's bones had been repeatedly tempered by the Burial Thunder, making them far harder than those of ordinary beasts. Lu Chen's strike only cleaved half of the wrist bone before a large amount of black lightning slurry gushed from the wound.

The Mountain-Splitting Thunder Bear roared in pain, and swung its other paw across.

Lu Chen had no time to dodge, so he could only push the Four Directions Subduing Demon Golden Body to its limit and hold the Ember Sun Blade horizontally in front of him.

boom!

Lu Chen flew backward like a cannonball, crashing into and breaking three ancient trees.

He forcefully twisted his body in mid-air, and after his feet landed, he slid backward for more than ten feet. The golden light on his body trembled violently, and his hands, which were gripping the sword, were slightly numb from the shock.

"That beast is incredibly strong!"

Bai Xiuwu blocked the two thunder zombies chasing Lu Chen and shouted back, "Brother Lu, are you alright?"

Lu Chen exhaled a breath of turbid air crackling with black electric arcs and gripped the Jin Yang Blade tightly once more.

"It has to work!"

Lu Chen activated the Flying Dragon Technique, soaring into the sky. Golden Crow Qi and Blood flowed continuously into the Ember Sun Blade, while the four layers of Demon-Subduing Power—blue, white, red, and black—converged simultaneously on the blade.

The Thunder Bear sensed danger, and the lightning spikes on its back exploded with a deafening roar.

Dozens of black lightning bolts struck Lu Chen from all directions, sealing off all escape routes.

Lu Chen did not back down.

The Four Directions Demon Subduing Golden Body shone brightly, allowing black lightning to strike its body, tempering its power.

Then, he accelerated instantly by the force of the thunder.

"Golden Crow Subdues Demons!"

The Jin Yang Blade pierced through the Thunder Bear's back in one strike.

Boo!

The three-legged golden crow phantom burrowed into the massive body along the blade, accurately striking the black thunder heart hidden deep within the spine.

The next moment, crimson-gold light erupted from the Thunder Bear's body.

Boom!

The enormous thunder beast exploded from the inside, and the black thunderbolts that filled the sky were burned into blue smoke by the Golden Crow's raging fire before they even hit the ground.

"The Thunder Beast is dead!"

"Stop them!"

The surrounding warriors were greatly encouraged and roared as they pressed forward.

But there was no joy on Zhang Zhen's face.

Following the Mountain-Splitting Thunder Bear, more enormous black shadows were emerging from the crimson mist. Crimson-Scaled Thunder Deer, Thunder-Bone Giant Python, Wind-Thunder Ghost Eagle—one after another, strange beasts refined by the Burial Thunder traversed the mountains and forests, approaching alongside countless thunder corpses.